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by Kristin Dec 2, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Here comes that feeling The one of confusion and doubt Life no longer seems appealing When I can't stop thinking about The pain that it has caused me The torture that I've beared My loyal friends can't see The truth I haven't shared The decision to discuss what happend Was so difficult to make But I could no longer pretend That I hadn't made a mistake And if they want to know What I did what has been done I will calmly whisper, "I don't know" My explanation has begun I'll wait a few seconds more Then sigh and try to begin "These feelings I ignore Just build up within" Your confused and worried look Asks if it was your fault Are you wondering what it took To bring on this assault? My answer wasn't clear I can tell from your concerned eyes My own are glimmering from the tears They stream down by surprise It's not an easy thing to do To confess your mistakes in life But it is critical to tell you Why I cut myself with a knife.
by xXxIf You Only KnewxXx
That's exactly how I feel. Great job.